Our days here are numbered. Thank God. We are close to killing each other. Steve was up early as he had to take the truck back to Oakhurst. Turns out we have to take it to Roseville to a dealer to have it repaired. I understand that he is upset but who takes the beating. Me. We almost have everything put away. For some reason we cannot locate the black bag that has all the paperwork for the trailer. All our how to . We have looked everywhere multiple times for it and cannot locate it. A mystery. It was 101° today. We mostly sat in the trailer and baked. We will have a $300 electric Bill. We cooked potatoes and sausage. It was quite good. I stitched most of the day while Steve was tearing the trailer apart looking for the black bag. Fortunately the day is over and we can start over tomorrow.
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